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I kind of have a little thing for Mr. Grohl

26 Sep

On my way back from dropping the girls off at school this morning, I thought, “I should, like, blog today or something.”  I’ve been doing a lot of somethings lately–somethings being mostly nothings, which is still something in a sense–so I guess I’ll blog instead.  But what to blog, what to blog?  This morning I was also rocking out to my go-to “mom’s private chauffeur business” (which makes sucky tips, by the way) soundtrack, which has inspired me to introduce you to the Foo Fighters latest album, Wasting Light.

Wasting Light was actually released last April, but it is still in constant rotation in my car.  It’s got a whole different vibe from their last album, Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace—a little more raw, a little less polished, a little more rocker, I guess.  (Apparently, they recorded it in Dave’s garage, so it would almost have to be, right?)  But you still get the best of both Dave Grohl worlds–the gentler, more melodic Dave and the wild yet artful screamer Dave.

From the intro of the very first track, Bridge Burning, I was hooked.


My favorite track is I Should Have Known.  It starts a little slow and somber with some beautiful instrumentation even, but it slowly builds to a satisfyingly rocked-out end.  This is Dave Grohl doing what he does best.


You’ve probably heard Rope and Walk on the radio–both great songs.  (The Walk link is classic Foo Fighters music video production.)  Really, from beginning to end, there’s not a song I don’t enjoy.  Occasionally I have to skip White Limo when the kids are in the car because they don’t have the same appreciation for Mr. Grohl’s more intense persona, but it sometimes fits my mood perfectly and it’s Chuck’s favorite workout song from the album.

All in all, if you’re any kind of Foo Fighters fan, this album should do it for you.  If not, well, I don’t know what to tell you.


Foo Fighters, Wasting Light

1. Bridge Burning
2. Rope
3. Dear Rosemary
4. White Limo
5. Arlandria
6. These Days
7. Back & Forth
8. A Matter of Time
9. Miss the Misery
10. I Should Have Known
11. Walk

Take 5-O! O! Oh!

28 Sep

Once upon a time, Madhousewife introduced me to a little piece of heaven. 

Chocolate. Pretzels. Caramel. Peanuts. Peanut Butter.

The only thing that could make it more enjoyable is if Alex O’Loughlin personally unwrapped it for me.

(There are better pictures of Mr. O’Laughlin, but none that lend themselves quite so nicely to a fistful of sweet and salty goodness.)

What’s your favorite treat?  Edible or otherwise.

Golly jeepers, where’d I get those peepers??

2 Mar

The other day while I was at the Target, I decided to look for a replacement eyeshadow for the hue in my trio that had been smashed to bits the last time I had dropped my makeup, which I frequently do, by the way.  In fact, I’m pretty sure that I have dropped every eyeshadow I have ever purchased from my 7th grade powder blue Aziza to my 36 year old cafe au lait Cover Girl.

This latest time, only the au in my cafe au lait was affected, shattering into a million pieces—most of which landed on the bathroom floor and thus, had to be thrown out (I am many things, my friends, but I am not a wearer of bathroom floor eyeshadow.  We all have to draw the line somewhere.)—that I’ve been attempting to use anyway for the past three months.  I had finally gotten to the point where there was narry a particle of au left in my cafe au lait trio.  I’d already swabbed down every last corner and crevice.  Seeing how the au was my favorite and most frequently used of the three (Of course, of course it was.  I never even use the cafe so it was perfectly intact after the fatal accident.  Of course it was!), I thought it was time to procure a replacement.

I found that I had two options in the makeup aisle of the Target.  I could purchase a new cafe au lait trio for $4.44 or I could purchase a single replacement color for $3.44.  Now, I know what you’re thinking—why spend $3.44 for a single color when you can replace the whole thing for just a dollar more?  And believe me, that thought occurred to me.  However, this single color was just about double it’s counterpart in the trio, and seeing how this was my favorite of the three anyway, it seemed prudent to purchase the single color rather than the trio because at least one third of that trio would go unused just like the one third of the previously purchased trio was going unused, which is just wasteful, right?  Plus I could save a dollar towards the next time I would have to replace my eyeshadow, which would likely be in a manner of days.

So I went down the row comparing the au in my cafe au lait trio to each of the single hues, and found that the biscotti seemed to be almost an exact match.  Score!

The very next day, as I was preparing to meet a friend for lunch, I decided to break out the new eyeshadow.  I applied it in the mirror as usual and then looked down to grab my mascara.  When I looked up again, something shiny caught my eyes.  Not shiny exactly, more shimmery or sparkly even.  I blinked once and still saw the sparkles.  I blinked several more times and the sparkles seemed to multiply.  I leaned real close into the mirror, and to my horror realized that the sparkles were coming from my eyes!  My very own eyes!  I had glitter on my person.  Glitter!

I quickly swiped a finger across my lids, but the sparkles remained.  I grabbed a tissue and swiped and dabbed, but still with the sparkling.  I’d be darned if I was going to leave my house looking like an overage refugee from the toddler pageant circuit!  I finally wet a rag and desperately scrubbed my eyelids, but the water seemed to only exacerbate the situation, multiplying the sparkles at an alarming rate, like miscroscopic glittering gremlins!  It was a nightmare, I tell you!  A nightmare!

I finally managed to get the situation under control with my eye makeup remover and a little elbow grease, but those were a harrowing few moments, my friends.  And still, periodically throughout the day I’d find a stray sparkle on my cheek, my forehead, my nose, like somekind of iridescent alien parasite setting up base on my face.

Feeling more than a little put out, I inspected my “biscotti” eyeshadow for any warning of it’s nefarious contents.  Nothing.  Nothing on there that said, “This product contains glitter and will make you feel like a $2 transvestite whore.” **  OK, so technically, the name of the eyeshadow is “bedazzled biscotti”, but coming from an industry that also brings us “chastity” nail polish, “threesome” blush and “dimebag” eye shadow, can they really expect these color names to be taken literally?

*Alternate post titles:
Razzle bedazzle
The Cullens have nothing on me
Turn around bright eyes***
My eyes, how they twinkle so gay!
Peepshow, creepshow where did I get those eyes?

**No offense to those of you who enjoy a little sparkle in your beauty products, but I am a thirty-six year old mother of four with zero confidence in my ability to pull off the body glitter in a daytime lunch with a friend kind of setting.

***In case you haven’t already seen this literal video version.

All I am saying is give the music a chance

29 Jan

Feel free to hate the Twilight “Saga”.  Please.  You are fully justified.  But you don’t have to be a fan of the movies to appreciate the soundtracks. 

Last year I gave you a sampling of the music from Twilight.  It was one of my favorite cd’s last year.  Lots of good stuff on there.  This year I picked up the New Moon soundtrack, expecting to like it just as much. 

On first listen, I found myself skipping through the songs, only stopping for a minute or so on each one.  I wasn’t so sure I was excited about them.  This soundtrack seemed a little more subdued (is that the word I’m looking for?) than the last one.  A little slower?  A little…uh…I dunno.  It was kind of like trying to listen to an entire Cranberries album in one sitting, if that makes sense. No, that doesn’t feel quite right. It’s hard to find the right words. Fuzzy? Foggy? Hazy?

There is a definite indie quality to it, even more so than the first one, I think, which I suppose can make it feel less immediately…accessible?  I decided to live with it for a few days in the car, and by the fourth or fifth time through I was pretty much sold.

Here’s a sampling of the cd.  You only get about 30 seconds of each song, but it will give you an idea.

1. Meet Me on the Equinox – Death Cab For Cutie  (The first time I heard this I thought it was like Willie Nelson meets Neil Tennant, and then I realized it was DCFC, and then I laughed at myself.)
2. Friends – Band of Skulls (This is DynaGirl’s favorite and one of the more up or fun songs, if you will. A good sing-along.)
3. Hearing Damage – Thom Yorke (This is Chuck’s favorite.)
4. Possibility – Lykke Li (I think I first heard this song on a SYTYCD routine, and the chick’s voice kinda bugged, but now I think it’s pretty—I still skip it sometimes, though.)
5. A White Demon Love Song – The Killers (I was surprised to find that this is not one of my favorites–you know how I love The Killers!–but it’s growing on me.)
6. Satellite Heart – Anya Marina (I like this song more and more every time I hear it.)
7. I Belong to You – Muse (Muse is always a good time.)
8. Roslyn – Bon Iver & St. Vincent (I cannot make sense out of these words, which I guess is just as well considering I can’t make out most of them anyway.)
9. Done All Wrong – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club (My favorite line: All the wrong I’ve done will be undone in song.)
10. Monsters – Hurricane Bells (Goose’s favorite—another fun sing-along and one of the few upbeat songs.)
11. The Violet Hour – Sea Wolf (My girls like this one, too. I hope they never really figure out what they’re singing, though.)
12. Shooting the Moon – OK Go (At first I found the drum beat a little overwhelming, but this one’s OK.)
13. Slow Life – Grizzly Bear with Victoria LeGrand (An apt title, but has that cool guitar thing going. Maybe one of my favorites, actually.)
14. No Sound But the Wind – Editors (The first time I heard this one I wanted to poke my ears out—“Help me to carry the fii-uh…it will light our way for-e-vuh”—but it’s cheese has grown on me some.)
15. New Moon (The Meadow) – Alexandre Desplat (Lovely instrumental.)

Definitely not as good as the first one, for me, but all in all a pretty decent soundtrack despite the lack of Paramore.

What do you think?

Bad candy

18 Dec

I told myself I would not be buying any holiday candy this year because I just don’t need that kind of temptation.  But I was in need of a little sumthin-sumthin to fill out the teacher gift bags, so I picked up a bag of Hershey’s Bliss Creme de Menthe Meltaway Centers.

Normally, I enjoy the menthe.  Those little Andes mints they bring you with the check at Olive Garden?  My favorite part of the meal.  So I popped one of those babies into my mouth fully anticipating minty goodness.  Not so, my friends.  Not so.  Blech.  Blickety-blech. 

These were not bliss.  They were like the opposite of bliss, which would be what?  Sorrow?  Unhappiness?  Misery?  Yes, misery.  These are misery mints.

Guaranteed to hobble your tastebuds.

I personally recommend you not go there, though a quick search on the internets revealed quite a few people who would disagree with me (see link above), so maybe it’s just me.  At least I hope so because I still gifted them to all of the girls’ teachers.

Making me laugh this morning

23 Nov

*On my Comcast home page:

I’m not sure I understand.  Is there supposed to be some kind of implied warning here?  Get educated or end up like this?  Or with this?  Are they trying to say Jesus told Obama to ask moms to return to school?  Explain please.


*A good bloggy friend of mine, WoobDog, shared this link with me today:

In case you haven’t already seen this, you have to read the reviews to reach full enjoyment potential.

A few of my favorites:

16,467 of 16,618 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars Dual Function Design, November 10, 2008
By B. Govern “Bee-Dot-Govern” (New Jersey, USA) – See all my reviews

This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that’s when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to ‘howl at the moon’ from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn’t have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn’t settle for the first thing that comes to him.

I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.

Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the ‘guns’), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark.


1 of 2 people found the following review helpful:
Chuck Norris Owns One, November 21, 2009
By John M. Simmons “Outlaw Programmer” (Guarding the Texas Border) – See all my reviews

How do I know? I gave him a Mountain Men’s Three Wolf Moon Short Sleeve Tee after I kicked his a*s so that he could at least LOOK like more of a man instead of standing there – bleeding.


496 of 507 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars Video Proof of the Shirts Power!, May 27, 2009
By D. Drury “Three Wolf Man” (Haines, AK United States) – See all my reviews

The Three Wolf Moon shirts power is obvious. This video is living proof that you will get women, and fly. Most importantly my son was born without bones and when I put this shirt on him he grew bones. Don’t ask me how it happened but the magic is there. I wish I could hug the designer of this shirt and thank them for everything they have done for my family.


Some not so happy customers:

1,725 of 1,869 people found the following review helpful:
I think some of the benefits are exagerrated, May 8, 2009
By Go Down, Moses (Austin, Texas) – See all my reviews

So I got this wolf shirt because of, you know, the sweet wolves on it.

However, having owned this shirt for three weeks now and having tried it out in a variety of situations, both formal and informal, I’m beginning to believe that some of the benefits —- as described by other reviewers —- are exaggerated. For example, not ONE supermodel has approached me. Some of you may be used to having supermodels approach you on a regular basis but, believe me, I am not: I would notice one should she appear in my vicinity.

Similarly, I have not been invited to a vision quest, even though I wore my wolf shirt in New Mexico.

There is one thing, though, and that is that whenever I wear the wolf shirt I have a lot less issues with involuntary urination. I have not studied it long enough, however, to establish a cause/effect relationship.

Once, however, while wearing the wolf shirt I was mistaken for Schneider, the building superintendent on “One Day at a Time.”

So I guess the jury is still out.


127 of 145 people found the following review helpful:
Defective!!!, May 21, 2009
By Matthew D. Shanahan – See all my reviews

I ordered this shirt for my brother’s birthday and it only had TWO wolves on it. When I called Amazon customer service they informed me that the third wolf was on back order. They said the could ship me out another moon, but that would make for a ridiculous t-shirt.

I recommend staying away from this one.


What’s making you laugh lately?

Thanks for the chuckles, Woob!

Reason #562 why I love Target

7 Apr


Archer Farms Maui Onion Potato Chips Kettle-cooked for Crispness.  In a resealable bag!

I love these kettle chips.  They’re crispy.  They’re crunchy.  They’re oniony.  They’re delicious!  Look at this golden brown goodness.  Look at it!


Heaven in a bag, my friends, a resealable bag to preserve the crispitty-crunchitty heavenliness.  Dee-lis-see-oh-so.  OH.  SO.

That is all.